Yesterday was a gorgeous day. I took time to sit on my patio because I have never forgotten how depressed I felt when I was kept inside for 3 months after I had a stroke. I had a stroke in March so I did not get to smell the blooming trees and flowers, feel the sun on my face, or feel a breeze. Yesterday the sun was hot but there was a cool breeze. I got to hear the breeze rustling through the trees behind my house and feel the wind blowing my hair around. I craved these sensations when I was home-bound.
I also got to watch white clouds in a blue sky floating towards the Atlantic ocean 40 miles away. I grew up in Chicago were the sky is usually a light uniform gray so I have never gotten tired of looking at the beautiful New Jersey sky. I used to think artists who painted skies like this were imaging them.
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